Help! This savior is too stupid!

Even Guitian Emperor didn't believe that he could stand up.

However, he was not the only ghost wandering around Tangdu at four in the morning.

Outside the Heavenly Prison, there is a platform covered with black marble. The marble is scattered with white light spots, like the night sky, with stars shining.

Jiang Bai sat on the edge of the platform, his calves just outside the platform, with a wine bottle beside him, looking towards the night sky, not knowing what he was looking at.

The sound of footsteps came from behind Jiang Bai. Emperor Yutian had turned into a ghost and was floating in the air without any sound. The footsteps were specially made by him.

Jiang Bai did not look back, and Emperor Jingtian sat next to him.

Today, Jiang Bai looks a little funny. The helmet on his head is crooked, he has a black feather in his pocket, there is a brick under his butt, and there is silver sand between his fingernails...

It can be seen that he went to many places and met some people, and finally found a quiet corner to drink alone.

Osmanthus wine?

Does this thing have a degree?

Why don’t you drink Wahaha?

Emperor Yutian raised his head and took a sip of Fenjiu. He didn't know what Jiang Bai was thinking.

The Prison Heaven Emperor also didn’t know who would come to take over from him, how to kill the Demon Emperor, and how the burial of the Human King would end...

Emperor Kongtian went to the outside world in order to find a way out alive. He knew that sitting there could only mean waiting for death.

Emperor Wu Tian had the same idea when he went outside the territory.

As for Jiang Bai, what do you think?

Does he want to protect the Pure Land?

Jiang Bai shook the wine bottle and said,

"I just walked around Tangdu. When I looked at it from a distance, the city was brightly lit, like the beating heart of a pure land. It was very similar to the city a thousand years ago. At that time, many cities were so prosperous..."

"But I got really close. When I walked into Tangdu and walked alone on the lively streets, I suddenly realized that a thousand years had really passed."

“When you look at the buildings here, you may not feel any sense of violation, because you were born into this world.

The moment you are born, your perception of the world is what it is. All of this is natural and natural.

You grow up day by day, and the world changes little by little. You take these changes for granted and accept them calmly, and laugh at those old-fashioned people who cannot accept the changes in the world.

You don't understand why some people can't even understand such a simple thing. Those guys who are full of memories exude a rotten atmosphere and are simply the garbage of the world.

Until one day, you suddenly feel that you can't understand the world overnight. There are many new things in the world that you don't understand. If you use them all at once, you don't understand and it's hard to accept them. You hate these new things. The world It shouldn't be like this. You start to recall what it was like a few years ago, and what it was like more than ten years ago. You start to like to use a lecturing tone, and often talk about the past when you are drunk..."

"You look at a group of naive young people excited about new things. Physically, you may be less than 10 meters apart, but spiritually, you seem to be living in two different worlds, with a thick invisible barrier blocking the way. The rapid changes in the world have created a huge gap between you. You are on this side, and the young people are on the other side.

You have finally become an old-fashioned person in the eyes of your younger self. You have been ruthlessly abandoned by the times, leaving you alone to guard the train of memory. You hold on to an old ticket. This ticket has expired, but you still hold on to it. Hold on tightly, not because this ticket is valuable, but because you have nothing but this ticket.

We generally call this situation...aging. "

Jiang Bai took a sip of osmanthus wine and continued,

"A person can only grow old once in his life, that is when he surrenders to old age. After that, he is really old."

"I'm actually not old. I have no memory of the past 1,200 years at all. I've drank Meng Po Soup twice, real and fake, and I can't remember anything."

"I'm still 18 years old, but the world is already more than 1,200 years in the future. I listen to people using the same language, discussing topics that I don't care about at all. I don't know what's so interesting about these things.

I walked on the streets, and the architectural style of this city could not be described as unfamiliar to me. Sometimes I suspected that I had been abducted by aliens and sent to an alien planet. For me, some art is really too advanced. ..”

"For those who age slowly, time may be cruel. When they look back, their hair is already full of gray. But for me, I just slept and more than a thousand years have passed."

"When I first joined Mission 002, Lao Ma once told me that time is the greatest price. It is not until today that I fully understand the meaning of this sentence..."

Jiang Bai said a lot of words, but the Prison Emperor just listened quietly. He knew that these words were not meant for him, but more like Jiang Bai's own inner monologue.

Jiang Bai doesn't need to convince anyone, he only needs to convince himself.

"Sometimes I wonder, could I be fake? Could the Pure Land be fake?"

Jiang Bai sneered,

"Real or false, what does it matter?"

"No matter whether I am true or false, no matter whether the Pure Land is true or false, the living life will not lie to others. Whether it is Jiang Bai or Han Chan, it is just a code name to me. I am who I am. If my life is defined by a code name , it’s too thin.”

"The same goes for the Pure Land. Fresh life is right in front of you. True or false is never important. What matters is choice."

"What kind of person I choose to be and what kind of Pure Land Pure Land I choose to be, that's what's important."

Jiang Bai paused. He had been blowing the wind here for a long time, so long that the sky in the east had already slightly brightened.

Jiang Bai didn't know whether he would win or not.

But he knew that after dark, the sun would still rise.

Even if Jiang Bai died, there would still be others in Pure Land. Even if Pure Land died out...then let them die out.

They had worked hard, burned, fought for everything, and had no regrets until death. They could accept any result.

Jiang Bai didn't let go of his old ticket. It was his last valuable thing.

He sat in the driver's seat of the old mud truck and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. He wanted to try whether he could catch up with the fleeting time and fight side by side with the people of the past again for the same goal...

"This time, I still choose to protect this land, even if it is a strange world a thousand years later, even if the world has already forgotten me..."

"I am Jiang Bai, mission 002, still in progress."

After saying the last sentence, Jiang Bai raised his head and drank the osmanthus wine in the wine pot.

I want to buy osmanthus flowers and carry wine together, but it is not like a young boy's travel.

Song Dynasty, Liu Guo, "Tang Duoling·Reed Leaves Man Tingzhou".

Jiang Bai drank a pot of osmanthus wine, stuffed all his depression and decay into the wine pot, and then threw it into the sky.

Sweeping away the previous dullness, facing the rising sun, Jiang Bai is still the boy.

This time, it's different.

The wine pot fell from the sky, and the sun rose in the east.

Below the Heavenly Prison, there was a roar of ghost fire,

"Throwing objects from high places!"

"A fine of two hundred!"